Lost Canvas - Cities of Temptations and Desires
Shrouded in tales of pleasure and mystery, embark on a sensual adventure in a Cities of Sins, where the supernatural blends with the mundane in a city shrouded in fantastic tales and debauchery.
Come and discover this city, its inhabitants, and its ancient stories, amidst a tale of pleasure, lust, and tales that reveal the mysterious teachers who hide their secrets.
The question is: Are they really human or vampires?
This is the world where the dead, vampires, and witch tales intertwine in this hidden city full of mysteries from the past, amidst a life full of pleasure and lust.
In the midst of a mundane beginning, the girl was betrayed. Instead of Samantha finding solitude and suffering, she discovered a world of luxury, with her saviors, her teachers of pleasure, fantastic tales, legends of passion, shrouded in the supernatural. They embark on a limitless adventure, with sex, pleasure, and passion, which are always shrouded in fantastic power, in the world of passion and debauchery.
Lovecraft is a city that never sleeps. Built upon ancient ruins and fueled by centuries of secrets, it is known as the City of Sins, where pleasure and danger walk hand in hand. Its narrow streets, illuminated by red lanterns and eternal shadows, are the stage for encounters that defy reason: reclusive vampires hiding in decaying mansions, werewolves roaming under the full moon, witches whispering spells in hidden cafes, and mobsters controlling the underworld with iron fists and passionate hearts.
At the heart of the city, the Lost Canvas-a secret gallery-holds living portraits of forbidden loves and blood pacts. Each painting is a story, each brushstroke a memory of encounters that have marked generations. It is there that the handsome vampire Adrian, reclusive and mysterious, observes the world without ever fully surrendering. His life is a mosaic of interrupted passions, of glances that never turned into words, of promises lost in the night. But Lovecraft doesn't allow anyone to remain invisible for long.
Between the luxurious salons of socialites, the secret clubs of businessmen, and the alleys where supernatural mafias seal their pacts, the city pulsates with stories of desire and magic. Each encounter is brief but intense: a stolen kiss on a Gothic staircase, a forbidden dance in a hall lit by black candles, a whispered conversation on a ghost train that crosses the city at three in the morning. Lovecraft is made of these instants-moments that seem small, but carry the weight of eternities.
The city's inhabitants coexist with the mundane and the supernatural as if they were part of the same fabric. Businessmen negotiate with vampires, artists are inspired by fairies and elves, mobsters share territories with werewolves. It's a metropolis where power is measured not only in money, but also in spells, secrets, and seduction. Terror is subtle, almost elegant, manifesting itself in lingering gazes, in silences that conceal more than they reveal, in pacts that are never written, but always fulfilled.
Is a collection of stories that reveal Lovecraft's strengths: his ability to transform the everyday into magic, to make love a danger, and sin a promise. It is a city of wonders and dreams, of obscure encounters and ardent desires, where every corner holds a story and every shadow is an invitation. Lovecraft is not just a setting-he is a character, a lover and accomplice of all who dare to live in his eternal night.
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Chapter 6
- One moment. - I pant, I soon tell my whore and pervert boss. – Mr Zimmerman. – I talk to..., oh god I stopped I couldn't finish.
At that time, my boss, hearing that surname, drops the papers she was holding until then and removes her mouth from my breasts with a snap, wet with dripping saliva, massaging, and squeezing them, with the other hand, in which after snatch the phone out of my hands.
Being that he says with a charming smile on his lips, with his fingers inside my pussy, joining two more even deeper, I almost scream, but the woman pulls my face, opening her suit with exquisite ease, forcing me to suck one of her silicone breasts out of her bra.
All to muffle my screams and moans, I stay in her lap, with the woman thrusting into my pussy where she stretches, opens more, adding another finger to fuck me, I gasp into her breasts, even as I start to come. in her lap, wetting the woman beneath me with my honey.
Even though at that point, she starts forcing me up and down, God the woman fucks me hard, hitting my g-spot with every thrust of her fingers.
The woman is clearly cheating on another boyfriend, almost engaged, she doesn't say she's bisexual, much less that she currently eats the secretary, cheating on the other partner, with whom she opened the company with partner number 2 and the secretary.
- Leon... I'm glad you called! - After a brief silence, he continues: - Of course, of course. Oh! But have you already arrived in Moscow?... - Then he lets out a super fake laugh and whispers: - Of course, Leon. I'll wait for you at two at the reception for lunch.
So, when the woman was thrusting her, after saying that, she hangs up and looks at me, even though she is thrusting my pussy, she talks like she is not doing a big deal, even though her fingers are fucking the secretary in and out, the woman speaks.
Taking the younger girl's mouth off her breasts. - Then clear my table. - The woman orders, the muscular red-haired woman and bodybuilder, simply, throws everything towards the ground, sticks the girl with her back and legs open, then continues to fuck her pussy with her fingers, commanding and giving orders.
When Feuer looks for a toy with his other hand, it was a penis with a plastic vibrator with a strap, he attaches it to her, continues to fuck the woman moaning and screaming under her, on top of the table.
Amidst the back-and-forth movements. "After I'm done with you, make an appointment for me at the hairdresser in half an hour. – In which she fucked the girl screaming, lowering her body, sucking her breasts.
- Then, later, a reservation for two at the Hoffmann restaurant.
When she finishes fucking with the dildo in the shape of a penis, she takes the object from her waist, wet, licks and sucks, putting it in Sofia's mouth, then, fucks her up and down, while the woman sucks and continues to fuck for a while. five more minutes your pussy.
So, done and done, five minutes later the woman helps her get dressed, when Sofia sets the table, then calls the hairdresser, she makes the appointment, yet in Feuer's lap, the woman has a fire that does not erase.
At that time, when Feuer leaves there, flying from the office and returns an hour and a half later with his hair shinier and prettier and his makeup freshened up.
Then, at 1:45 pm, I see Nathaniel knocking on his door and going inside.
Look at this! I don't even want to think about what they will do, but at that time, they both take turns with Sofia, they don't really fuck, but they suck her pussy and theirs willingly, I'm glad they are good at what they do, both playing with her soggy pussy, when five minutes have passed, I hear laughter, and at 1:55 pm, after Nathaniel takes his big penis out of his pants, they simply enjoy the remaining half hour.
Feuer sucks Sofia's pussy on the table while Nathaniel fucks Feuer from behind.
There is a cacophony of sounds, moans and growls, as Nathaniel fucks Feuer, between thrusts, turning Sofia face down on the table over Feuer who sucks her breasts, while Nathaniel takes turns between fucking Sofia and alternating with Feuer, who sucks their breasts, where at that time, when they finish, they open the door when the two of them leave and my boss comes to talk to me, when they help me get dressed and look less fucked up.
- Honey, Sofia, you can go to lunch now, remember I'll be with Mr. Zimmerman, so if I'm not back by five and you need anything, call my cell, I'll pick you up later, dear. - The woman said, with a smile.
- Oh, don't forget, later, I'll pick you up to meet Mr. Zimmerman. - The woman said.
- I'll show you what he can do to you. – The woman pulled her into an enthusiastic kiss.
- Be ready and tidy, honey. Feuer said.
So, when the wanton whore and Nathaniel the freak with big dicks walk away, I finally breathe a sigh of relief as I let my hair down and take off my glasses.
Next, I gather my belongings, whereupon I make my way to the elevator, where my office is on the 17th floor.
Since the elevator stops on several floors to pick up other employees, and with that it always takes time to reach the ground floor, when suddenly, between the fifth and sixth floors, the elevator jerks and stops completely, when the emergency lights if they light up, the one who is Suzanne, from the warehouse, starts screaming.
- Ah, not again, again, my Lady! What is happening?
" Stay calm. – I answer, in that everything there shows that the light has gone out, but it will definitely come back soon. - I says.
- What, how long do you think it will take?
- I don't know, Suzanne, but if you get nervous, you'll feel bad in here and this time will seem like an eternity.
Then take a deep breath and you will see how the light comes back in the blink of an eye. Sofia said.
Even though, twenty minutes later, the light still hasn't come back on, Suzanne, with several girls from accounting, panics.
When I realize I have to do something, even if I can't really do anything.
Well, you see, I don't like being stuck in an elevator at all, where even if I get stressed, the cat of being fucked in there doesn't make you hysterical, lack energy, and I start to sweat.
If I panic, it will get worse, so I decide to look for solutions. First, I gather my hair at the back of my head and secure it with a pen, then I pass my water bottle for Suzanne to drink, and I try to play with the accounting girls while I distribute strawberry gum, even so I feel my heat rising, so I take one fan from my purse and I start fanning myself
God how hot the place gets when there's no air conditioning.
At that moment, one of the men who were leaning in a corner of the elevator is closer to me and holds me by the elbow, they are sexy tall, muscular men looking like they practice very well in the gym, they must not be over 30 years old...
Their glossy hair, the muffled heat makes the place hot, the sweat of their bodies, show that the gym was worth it, defined bellies, they were the apex of beauty and prepared physique, marking their suits.
In which they were clearly tight in which everyone there was sweating, showing every part of their body, even if Sofia herself is without panties, if she sweats it would be a problem, if they get closer, they will notice.
" Are you okay?"
Without looking at him and without stopping fanning myself, I answer:
- Phew! Do you want me to lie or tell the truth?
" I prefer the truth. – The furry man with the muscular body said.
Amused, I turn towards one of them, but suddenly, my nose brushes against a gray coat, that man smells great, I smell an expensive perfume.
But what is he doing so close to me?
I immediately take a step back and fix my eyes on him to see who it is, when I have to say he's tall, so I only get to the height of his tie knot.
In that the one on the gold side behind me, he also has brown hair, bordering on blond, he is young and with light eyes, since he doesn't remind me of anyone, and, when I realize that he is watching me waiting for an answer, I whisper to that only he can hear:
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8.1
She thought patience would earn her love.
She was wrong.
After years of waiting for her best friend to finally see her, she meets the one man she should never want-his older brother. Dark, forbidden, and dangerously perceptive, he sees through every excuse she's ever made for being overlooked.
Now she must choose between a safe fantasy that keeps breaking her heart and a dangerous truth that offers no escape once it begins.
Because the brother who looks at her like that?
He doesn't believe in halfway love.
8.8
"Werewolves are just a fantasy. They can't exist in the real world. You don't have to say such absurd things just to claim my son as yours. Alpha, my ass!" -- Noreen.
"You left me speechless, miss, and therefore you must take responsibility. I couldn't have sex with anyone after that night you marked me. Now, be my Luna, and I'll give you the world. Besides, even without a DNA test, he's definitely my son. He has a strong Alpha aura." -- Alpha Thiery. "He's my heir, the next Alpha of my pack!"
Noreen Winchester never imagined that her reckless, unprotected sex with a mysterious, charming man, on the night her ex-boyfriend married her cousin, would transport her to a world she had previously only considered a fantasy.
That one-night stand caused Alpha Thiery to lose all sexual desire after a beautiful, sexy woman bit his mark gland during a wild night at his uncle's bar three years ago.
His inner wolf claimed that the woman, whose name he didn't even know, was his mate. But the woman was a mere human, and it was impossible for him to have Luna, a mere human.
Then, after many years, the woman appeared before him again, with a boy who was every bit like himself.
The problem was, the woman was not only a mere human, but also incredibly stubborn, believing that anything related to werewolves, vampires, witches, and all supernatural creatures existed only in children's fantasy tales.
Alpha Thiery had to prove that he was a real being, not just a fairy tale creature. More than that, the child she bore was his flesh and blood, the next Alpha of his pack, and he had to have him. necessary, with her, too. Even if she was only a mere human.
7.4
Cadence, a modern botanist, woke up to a glaring sun and massive, alien purple leaves blocking the sky. She was stranded in a terrifying, primal world.
Before she could process the metallic smell of blood in the air, a white tiger the size of an SUV crushed a giant boar's neck right in front of her. The beast locked its piercing blue eyes on her hiding spot. But instead of tearing her throat out, a blinding flash of silver light erupted, and the monster transformed into a towering, heavily scarred naked man.
He was Harlan, a shifter who immediately claimed her as his mate under tribal law. Dragged back to his primitive village, Cadence faced a brutal reality. Unbonded females were targets, and she was expected to take multiple mates just to survive. The tribal women mocked her fragile frame, calling her useless. To make matters worse, her foreign scent attracted a rogue serpent-shifter who violently ambushed her in the river.
The icy shock of the serpent's attack plunged Cadence into a deadly, burning fever. The tribe's Shaman tried his healing magic, only to shake his head and abandon her.
"She lacks primal fortitude. She will rely entirely on her own weak vitality. I can do nothing."
As Harlan held her shivering body in despair, Cadence felt a deep sense of desperate injustice. Was she really going to die in a filthy stone hut in an unknown universe, killed by a simple cold?
No. She remembered her grandfather's strict survival lessons. Forcing her heavy eyes open, she grabbed her terrified tiger mate's hand. She didn't need their failing magic; she had science.
"I need specific plants to live. I need white willow bark. And a spicy, ginger-like root."
She rasped, preparing to show this savage world the true power of a modern survivor.
7.7
I trusted the wrong people in my past life.
My supposed lover and my sweet sister conspired against me, locking me inside a burning warehouse to die.
But the man I had spent my life hating, my ruthless captor Damien Sterling, rushed straight into that inferno and burned alive just to try and save me.
In my past life, I was utterly blind. I believed Julian's forged documents and Scarlett's fake affection. I even tried to assassinate Damien with a silver dagger they provided, breaking the heart of the only man who truly loved me. I died choking on thick ash, realizing too late who the real monsters were.
Why was I so incredibly foolish? Why did I let their vicious manipulation turn me into a weapon against the one person who would sacrifice absolutely everything for me?
Opening my eyes again, the phantom smell of smoke vanished.
I was sitting in the bloody water of Damien's bathtub, right after my staged suicide attempt.
When my sister sneaked into my penthouse suite and handed me the dagger to kill him again, I didn't hesitate.
I grabbed her hand tightly and plunged the sharp blade directly into my own shoulder.
"Please don't kill me, Scarlett!"
This time, I will ruthlessly ruin them both, and I will never let Damien go.
7.4
Bridget, a ruthless twenty-first-century Wall Street analyst, woke up violently coughing up murky lake water in a decaying 1978 slum.
She quickly realized she was trapped in the body of a naive, marginalized teenager who had just committed suicide over a boy's cruel rejection.
The original girl had been mercilessly bullied by a fake rich kid named Kurtis and his cruel followers. They had publicly read her desperate love letters out loud, mocking her as a toad trying to eat swan meat, and simply watched as she threw herself into the freezing water. Now, her impoverished mother was left weeping by the bed, facing catastrophic debt and total social ruin in their small town. Everyone expected the surviving girl to wake up begging and crying for the boy who humiliated her.
Instead, a cold, calculating fury took over Bridget's analytical mind.
"I already died in that lake. That stupid girl is never coming back."
How could anyone throw their life away for a pathetic, vain clown wearing a mass-produced fifty-dollar watch? To Bridget, those uncollected love letters weren't symbols of teenage heartbreak. They were toxic assets. They were reputation landmines left out in the open that threatened her new family's survival.
Locking away the dead girl's weak emotions, Bridget forced her freezing, exhausted body out of the clinic bed. She set a hard three-month deadline to drag this family out of tier-one poverty. But first, she was marching straight to the volunteer camp to liquidate those liabilities and completely destroy the people who drove this body to death.
8.6
In my past life, I was the weak Luna everyone despised.
A fake daughter!
A disposable pawn!!
A girl my family happily executed!!!
They forced me to marry my brother to protect the family's reputation. They feared the world will know that their Alpha Son was born Impotent- they made me carry the blame of-
"A HEN THAT CANNOT LAY EGGS!!"
I obeyed them... and it cost me my life!
Their real daughter framed me countless times. My husband who was also my brother and we grew up together never believed me... They called me fake and treated me like a servant. She framed me and made the wolf world see my shame. I died trying to save my life from them.
But I woke up 10 years before my death.
This time, I refused to play their game.
After accepting the marriage to my brother...
I went behind them to meet my mate. The most feared man in our CLAN. His Uncle.
The crippled Lycan lord in disguise who once asked me to marry him.
He thought I had come to reject our bond like my past life but this time. --------I stood before him with a dangerous deal.
"Do you still want to stay the crippled Uncle in the shadows?" I asked, in a serious tone.
He replied. "I don't know what you are saying."
I knelt down placing my hands on his lap."Tomorrow morning they will be here. Do you dare to come claim your mate?"
This Time!!......I' Elena Alvarez, will Light fire to their World.